I’ve been here for several days, now, delighting in Leilani and Matthew’s warmth in sharing their new city. We’ve had grand meals, both at home and out. Lei makes her own tortillas in Vienna (yes, yes, she does). We did Caffe Diglas for a lunch of schnitzel and goulasch, and then a melange…

I’ve visited the place where Matthew spends his days, and seen the view from his study room:

AND, OH, DID I MENTION THAT MARY IS 14 MONTHS OLD?

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HER HAT IS ON, SHE’S READY TO GO —

Mary seems to own Dad’s study room, or at least the string controlling the blinds —

Our nights have been full of Christmas markets: Stephantsplat, Freyung in the city center; there’s one in the Ehrenhof, outside the Belvedere Palace; the one we did last night in Spittelberg is full of lanes, crowded with stalls selling handicrafts (think, llama blanket with polar bears) , art ( think waxart, which as we left, was going for 50% off), and chocolate of every color and flavor.

St Stephen’s for Mass: Haydn for 2 hours. Still, it was Haydn. Still, it was 2 hours.